Myself+++ Poem by Natasa To

I have a work to do
and yet I'm beautiful.
I don't, all of me, fit in work;
I'm lovely,
shy and nice,
smart and good-natured.
I love it,
when one thing follows my mom footsteps
and so much of everything is fit in me:
from California to Virginia,
from envy to delight.
I know, you'll ask:
'What about the overall plan? '
There's tremendous plans fit in this all!
I'm very nice to you!
I'm short orhigh
through branches,
light and dark,
I greet all Americans! Arc or,
I want to love at will
through Germany,
and talk with everyone,
even in broken English.
I want to love
through Paris in the afternoon,
hanging on to a plan like a sky.
I want you to be your friend.
Written by Natasa To
Pen name Tulip
11/08/20020 @6: 26am